. THE CEO’S
BLOCKHEADED
WIFE??
*She’s stubborn and Sassy???
__But she’s still his baby?♥️??
Billionaire Romance
Comedy?
Rated 18+
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Written by Nnenna
CHAPTER FORTY TWO
CARMEN’S POV
He was waving at me. Showing off his perfect teeth formation. His phone placed on his ear, he was looking at me with so much smile in his eyes.
And I secretly thanked the spirits which possessed my Cardo today. God will reward those spirits and give them abundant grace to disappear and appear wherever they want.
I’m so happy!! The bodyguards helped me to him. I ran into his arms. He lifted me up, twirling me around in the air. My feet couldn’t touch the ground, so I hugged my legs around his waist, giggles which I didn’t recognize were mine filled my ears. His own wild laughters warmed my soul.
I’m Carmen. And he’s Cardo. My very own Cardo. I wanted to remind myself that. I didn’t care about anything else but the two of us.
I know the cameras filled the air, I know there were loud screams and shouts when I ran into his arms. Loud murmurs when he put me into the car seat and strapped the seat belt carefully on me before he closed the door.
“Please, I need your autograph Mr. Ricardo??”
“Please Ricardo!!! Your autograph.” Girls flooded around him.
For a brief moment, I thought of how lucky I am to be Cardo’s wife, I mean, look at the girls who are killing themselves, screaming their heads off just because they met Cardo.
Someone I see everyday. Someone I see his butt everyday. I chuckled. Someone who gets me annoyed all the time, and they’re so happy to be able to behold his face for the first time.
“You’re so handsome!!!”
“Who is she? The girl in your car? Is she your sister?” I heard screams from the crowd. Sister? They probably think I’m Cardo’s sister. They must be kidding me but I don’t care. It doesn’t matter who I am to Cardo as long as he loves me.
He finally made his way into the car after so much effort, he was exhaling heavily. Even as the bodyguards tried to keep the fans out of our car, they were all circled around us, banging and peeping through.
“Gosh! I made you do this right?”
“It’s fine. As long as you won’t end up with Edgar today.” He muttered inaudibly.
“What?”
“Nothing.” He touched my face. “Carmen, let’s go.”
“We can’t. Not now. Can’t you see your bodyguards are doing a good job out there?” I said referring to Cardo’s obsessed fans who won’t leave our car alone.
He sighed again and relaxed on his car seat, not taking his eyes away from me.
Why? I touched my face. Do I have something on my face. Did I over apply my make up? I was just trying to look a bit different, did I overdo it?
“You strangely look different right now.” He admitted, removing his hand on my face and placing it on my head. He fluffed my hair gently, touching the side of my ear.
I palmed my cheeks. “Different? How??”
He pulled his face closer, peering at my face and making me blush. His yellow eyes was burning into my face with so much intensity that I forgot to breathe.
“You look strangely pretty. Did you apply make up?”
A tinge of happiness surged into my chest. I gulped and tucked my hair to the back of my ear. I cleared my throat and straightened my neck.
“I don’t apply make up. I’m born natural. I go natural all the time.”
He scoffed. “I know you Carmen. It’s so obvious that you applied make up. Your lip paint is so smudged__” he touched the side of my lips and wiped off a red lip paint which was stuck there with his thumb which came out RED when he was done.
“I just applied a little lip paint on my lips and that’s all.”
“Because I was coming to see you right?”
What does he want to hear? That I tried to look nice for him? I scoffed. I can’t be that petty. He was laughing, making me want to knock his head. I’m so wrong when I thought he’s a changed Cardo. He’s still the old one who tries to pick on me at any chance he gets.
What’s so wrong about looking nice to meet him? Why is he making it feel like I did something bad?
“You look pretty.”
“Shut up. Don’t say a word.” I gritted feeling so embarrassed, his laughs weren’t helping matters.
But when he called me BABY, all my anger melted once more for him. He was tugging my shoulder and repeatedly calling me that.
And of course, I can’t stay angry with him if he’s going to be sweet like that.
“Baby Carmen.” He stroked my cheeks. He pressed the ignition key, after the crowd have cleared up a bit, he set the car in motion and we drove off slowly until we were on the highway.
“Turn on the music.” I said and he put on a song for me.
Annie Marie, WHO I AM, began to play. I was vibing to it. The lyrics were so relatable to me. I loved it so much, and it was all thanks to Edgar.
“You seem to love this song.”he asked and I nodded my head.
“Yes. Edgar made me__”
“Can we not talk about Edgar till tonight is over?” He asked with a cold face.
Why? What’s wrong with him all of a sudden? “Why?”
“I don’t want to hear that name tonight. It makes my heart clench and boil in anger…”he was demonstrating how he felt with his hand.
I beamed, I cupped my lips. Awwwn, I can’t believe Cardo is jealous! But why?
“Are you jealous?”
“Why would I be jealous? That’s so petty. Not when I know you love me and I move you so dearly. He doesn’t even hold a candle towards me. I’m very much bigger than him.”
And someone is feeling mighty. And worked up. Why is he trying so hard to prove himself right. So Cardo can be jealous. That explains why he have been so on edge these days.
Because of Edgar huh?
Whoa!
I giggled. I didn’t know that he even h@tëd to hear that name so much. I would’ve said it more often to tip him off. I would’ve been screaming that into his ears every minute.
Krrrrr.
“What’s amusing you?” He asked frowning while I pushed my face away from him. I didn’t want him to catch me laughing at him. It was so funny, does he even know how he looks like when he acts all jealous and worked up.
It’s so funny now that I remember how he struggled to hold me earlier. Cardo is such a kid. My baby Cardo.
But it’s a good thing, I’m getting to spend the best day of my life with him today because of Edgar.
“Are you really going to laugh at me all day Carmen?”
“Just drive and stop talking.” I said shutting him out nicely.
RICARDO’S POV
We reached my exquisite restaurant, Stephen opened the gliding doors while I led Carmen into the building. It was empty, of course it has to be. I emptied the restaurant knowing that I’m taking my Baby out on a date.
It was well decorated just like I wanted. Mando and Griffin did a very good job. The chandelier was shining so brightly on top the ceiling, fresh flowers which always used around the four walls of the restaurant were changed.
Sweet smells oozed out from all corners. “Cardo!!! Here is so beautiful! You own this restaurant too?” She asked turning her head to look at me while I smirked.
I whipped my arms around her tiny waist and kissed her neck. “So much for having a rich husband you know.” I kissed her again and she giggled.
I led her to our table, which was lavishly decorated with lots of expensive things. Like gold candles, the chairs were gold, expensive chatapauri flowers, white expensive sheets adorned the middle of our large table.
“Cardo, this is so beautiful.”
I smirked and touched her bare shoulders. “You look more beautiful, so you deserve something better than this.”
She blushed touching the hems of her short dress. Is she getting shy right now? Carmen is someone who is so hard to impress unless you put in so much money and time into it.
I am so glad that she’s impressed, she even wants to cry. “Don’t cry in that dress Carmen.” I said referring to her white sëxy dress which showed off so much of her bare skin than the part which was covered.
All her smooth short legs were on display. Her bare back, her narrow waist line ,even her shoulder and collar, I could see them all. Her hair was tied up in a ponytail to show off her neck which kept inviting me for a kiss.
My new fashion designers did a very great job on my woman’s body. I couldn’t almost recognise Carmen when she stepped into my room after dressing up.
My heart clogged, and my head wanted to burst out. I have never seen Carmen be this beautiful. She over took me by surprise.
Buying and sewing the short sëxy dress for 500 hundred thousand dollars wasn’t a waste. The gold necklace on her neck didn’t come out as a waste too, she looked so exquisite in the necklace. Like my very own Carmen.
And her shoes, I made the heels myself and she is rocking it. Not without frowning and telling me that she can’t wear it.
“Why?”
“I can’t walk on these heels. Get me some white sneakers. These are so high, I can’t wear them.”
“Don’t you think you should be wearing more of heels these days. To elevate your height.” I teased but she didn’t see that as a tease. It made her face contour so badly in anger.
“I didn’t say that I want my height elevated.”
“Baby.” I called and she was calm again. I gave out a slight chuckle, she can’t seem to hide away from the feeling which overtakes her each time I call her BABY.
“Can’t you wear those heels for me.” I said pouting and that’s how she got to wear them. Then her bag, that’s the newest product my new fashion designer from America called Geneva, invented and needed a model to try it on.
Carmen is modeling the bag so fine for me. She sat down on the chair like a CEO’S wife that she is. I removed my suit and covered her bare shoulders with it before sitting down opposite her.
She was grinning from ear to ear. “This is so good. So beautiful.”
I smiled at her. “What do you want to eat?”
“Mmmm, lots of things. Vegetable Tortilla. Cherry Gazpacho, Pork Belly Shrimp, Pickled Tomato Pintxos…”her list was endless. “Chicken and Pork Paella, Bartolillos__”
“We will have only the last one you mentioned with Steak, Italian pasta and wine. That’s all” I interrupted.
She frowned. “I don’t want to eat only Bartolillos, it’s like a home made meal,”
“Don’t tell me you want to eat Tortilla, Gazpacho, Pork Belly Shrimp and blah blah all together?”
“I wasn’t finished when you cut me short.”
“Okay, now continue.” But she was quiet. “Carmen.”
“You have already spoilt my mood.”
“Carmen I’m sorry. It’s just that you keep asking for all these dishes even when I know that you won’t eat them. Let’s just have a nice Madrilenian meal, a nice meal from where we come from, a French made steak and Italian pasta. Won’t that be better?”
“Anything but Bartolillos, I don’t like it. Anything to do with pastries isn’t my thing, Cardo.”
But she just mentioned Bartolillos and wanted to eat it with the other junkies.
“Okay, what do you want?” I tried to keep a straight face.
“Let’s eat Chicken instead. “
“So no steak then.”
“I want steak too.”
Oh Carmen. Please don’t start. This is supposed to be a romantic date and not an arguing one.
“Carmen.”
She snapped her hands and the waiter appeared. “I want Chicken laps and Italian Romero wine, Japanese pasta and French fries, and Cherry Gazpacho, Stuffed Squid, Steak, erm…okay, wait, let me think.”
I crossed my arms on my chest watching her.
“Okay, you get that and come back. When I remember something again, I will call you.”
“You could’ve checked the menu.” I said raising the menu book to her face but she ignored me.
“I don’t like Bartolillos.”
“Please Waiter, get me Bartolillos, Italian pasta and French made Steak.”
“Your kind of wine?” The waiter asked jotting down on his notepad.
“The Romero is okay.” He bowed and left and I turned to look at Carmen.
“Seriously? Carmen, seriously?”
“What? “
“You gonna eat all that?”
And she nodded. I didn’t know her to be much of an eater. She barely eats at home. Just two spoonfuls and__yeah, apart from spending most of her time fighting or arguing with my sisters, she barely eats her meal.
So why did she have to order so much? “It’s not so bad spending my husband’s money. Is it?” She winked at me.
Husband’s money? Okay, I like the sound of that. But then, she can’t spend money on useless things. She won’t be able to finish all these food she ordered and more precisely, with that small, tiny stomach of hers, I wonder where more than three spoonfuls of food will enter.
“Cardo, you have to stop worrying about all that okay? I’m fine.” She patted my arm smiling.
The food was brought in a trolley, every plate placed before her. The table was full by the time the waiters were done serving our orders. No space!
She was smiling as she raised her fork. Then dropped it again. “Chicken laps is eaten better with hands.”
She wanted to use her hand and I restrained her. “Carmen, just fork it.” I did that for her and gave the fork to her. “Eat it like that.”
And she was eating, like I’ve never seen her do before.
I couldn’t even lift my spoon, I was watching her. Carmen is eating! It was such a sight. She’s someone who barely ate and here, she’s eating a whole lot.
“Carmen.” I called as she lifted a glass of water and drank from it. She belched loudly breathing heavily.
Bad habit.
“Oh my God. I’m so full.” She rubbed her stomach, stretching.
My eyes went to her stomach, nothing! I was so surprised, shocked and speechless at same time. How can she load all these into her tiny stomach, where did it all disappear to?
“Aren’t you going to eat?” She asked, and I looked at her face rather slowly, I reached for the face wipe and cleaned her mouth with it.
“Carmen, you eat like this?” I asked staring at the plates. Though they’re not empty but I didn’t expect her to eat more than three spoonfuls of meals.
“This restaurant is good. They make fine meals.”
“And home? You barely eat Carmen and… Here..”I can’t even speak.
“I eat so well. It’s just that you guys need a change of chefs in that house. I don’t like the meals.”
“Chefs?? Our chefs are the__”
“Of course the first grade in the country.” She sighed out. “this is what is called a meal Cardo. Not all that I eat every morning, afternoon and evening.”
“As if you can cook.” I blurted.
She frowned immediately, “I can.”
I laughed. “You can? How and when did you learn how to cook? How come I didn’t know about it?”
“I know how to cook!” She stood her ground.
“Okay, fine. You know how to cook. I agree.”
“You don’t!”
“No need to get angry Carmen. I already agreed on that.”
“Why did you bring that up in the first place? I can cook better than your chefs.”
“It’s okay. I’ve heard you.” I smiled squeezing her arm under the table, trying to soothe her. She rolled her eyes and smiled back a bit.
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We had a lot of fun, together, we went on a ride down the whole streets and beautiful places in Madrid.
She was laughing, smiling__I’ve never seen her so happy like that.
The music in our car was so loud and she was dancing wriggling to every dance step. Her pony tailed hair have come down to her shoulders due to her serious bouncing and jumping from one place to another.
Night wore on and we were walking and dragging our way through the crowded streets of Madrid, we bought street foods. Ate street smoked meats.
“Eat.” She’d feed me while I have to bend to get what she wants to give me. I couldn’t let her out of my sight especially when she wants to go a bit farther away from me. I couldn’t let that happen.
The lustful eyes of the teenage boys her age are everywhere, I can’t even close my eyes and open them before I will see a guy coming towards us.
It pissed me off a lot. That’s why I did all I can to hold her tight. Never letting go.
We bought ice creams, street snacks. From shop to shop, we were spending a whole lot.
Until we got into a club. “Carmen, I think we need to go home now. It’s getting pretty late.”
“No, let’s dance a little bit. You don’t have to be organized at all times Cardo, it’s boring. Sometimes, visit places like this. It’s energising!!” She was shouting since the loud music from speakers won’t let me hear her properly.
She dragged me into the club and sat me down on a couch, she sat down too. I was so uncomfortable. I can’t believe she visits all these places by herself!
“With Edgar.” She said and I growled. How can Edgar be taking a married woman to places like this!! What is Stephen doing?
I clenched my fist but unclenched it and pulled her closer to myself when a guy approached her. “Carmen, I think you need to be wearing that ring I got for you at all times”
“Why?” She offered me a glass of brandy.
“That’s how I feel.” I took a sip while she pecked me.
“You feel jealous?”
“You’re my woman and__”My heart suddenly got stuffy so I stopped talking. I can’t be so petty right now. I took another sip while she watched me, giggling slightly.
“Come let’s dance.”
“I don’t want to. Go and dance, I will watch you myself.”
She stood up and danced away, but not very far away from me. She was within my sight, where I can see her.
I sipped my brandy bit by bit watching her dance.
She could dance so well, at least that little waist of hers is not for fancy, she was wriggling it like someone who’d break into two very soon.
She was looking at me, winking at me seductively, I couldn’t help but smile cheerfully towards her.
Carmen.
Everyday is never boring with her. I checked the time once more, it was some minutes past twelve. We should be going home by now. I need to show her the gift I got for her.
“Ricardo.” I heard Lucia’s voice and then she was standing infront of me.
“Lucia.”
She smiled and sat down beside me. Crossed her legs, or maybe trying to show off some skin to me. “What are you doing here?” She asked me giggling.
“Uh…same thing you’re doing here.”
She reached for a glass and served herself some wine. She took a sip. “Wow! It’s so surprising to see you here, you’re someone that doesn’t like visiting loud crowded places like this and here you are! Or did you come to find me?”
I eyed her. “Find you?”
“Yes. You know I used to love visiting this club, so maybe__”
“Don’t think that. I didn’t come to find you at all.” I took a sip wishing she will leave so soon, but she wasn’t leaving. And I know that very soon, Carmen will turn to look at me, and she will see her. I wonder what will happen after that.
“Can you leave Lucia. I want to be alone.” I said but she scoffed.
“Be alone? How’s that possible in a club like this? No one is alone, can’t you see everyone is happy and dancing with their partners? Don’t be boring Ricardo.” I sighed again. “But does your wife know that you’re here? Tsk. Perhaps she’s giving you so much trouble that you had no choice but to take it out by coming here. I know that this will happen and that’s why I warned you not to get into this marriage. Your marriage is barely a month old and you are going through a lot already.”
“Lucia can you keep quiet and leave? I said I want to be alone.”
I was still speaking when my eyes met Carmen’s, she looked at me and at Lucia sitting beside me.
I knew something is going to go wrong. In the semi lit room, I could still notice that she was steaming with anger. My heart missed a bit.
She was hurrying towards me and the next minute, she was pulling Lucia by her hair. “Steer clear off my man!!!” She yelled without knowing who the girl was.
“Carmen.” I called standing up but she didn’t listen to me.
“So it’s you again Lucia? Calling and texting is not enough, now you stalk him even at clubs too? How dare you?!” She slapped her.
“I’ve been meaning to get you all these time. Look at how cheaply you walked into my net!”
“Leave me alone!” Lucia was fighting back but that was so feeble compared to how Carmen was hitting her. Not when I held Lucia’s hands in the air so she won’t have to scratch Carmen’s body.
“Carmen let her go.”
“I won’t!”
“Baby.”
She stopped, fuming angrily. I let Lucia’s hands go while Carmen pulled me away by the ear and led me out.
Uggghhhh?!!
At this point, I think I’m going to have only one ear. “Carmen!! Let go!! It’s painful.”
“Keep quiet!!!”
But my ear is burning!!!
TO BE CONTINUED…
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